Author: Jennifer
Disclaimer: I own nothing
Spoilers: None
Summary: Series of vignettes, set sometime in the future. All dialogue
(heh. Kinda have a thing for it). You've been warned.
Feedback: Yes, please :P
Author's Notes: None, really
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"Love is what makes you smile when you're tired." – Terri (age 4)
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*tap tap tap*
"Spike?"
"Hey, Love."
"You couldn't have come *yawn* through the door?"
"Didn't want to wake the 'Bit up."
"But knocking on my window to wake me up is fine."
(pause)
"Well, yeah…don't give me that shocked look."
"What happened? Why are you here?"
"Couple of Tarishanleh demons thought my crypt would be a nice stop."
"And…"
"Have you ever gotten a whiff of any Tarishanleh corpses before? Gotta air the
place out a little."
(sigh) "Right, you can sleep on the couch in the living room - "
"But - "
"No, I'm still mad at you."
"Your mad at me?"
(a beat)
"Fine. Here."
(soft gasp) "Flowers?"
"And some bloody chocolates."
(tentatively) "For me? You went out and bought these…for me?"
(huskily) "You know me, Love, I'd do anything. Of course if buying flowers and
candy was the way to your heart…"
(laughter)
"Love you…"
"Love you, too, pet."